Upended, Dec. 5, 2017

I have been incredibly distracted by late Autumn’s treble of light, lost deep in the woods of mind and briar.
This gray day comes on and upends all discovery. I feel stunted and dumb, dragged out from the underbrush, bungled.

bungled, gray day, late autumn, tree carvings, woods, melancholy, upended, journal, prose

Green Lane, Nov. 2017

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